Xin Huohuo's eyes widened.
"I wouldn't say it was intentional. Yan Huo and Xuan Liu are quite powerful; even at the peak of our mana, we might not have won easily without our seamless teamwork. Besides, the unfathomable Bei Mingyuan was right there on the sidelines," Mr. Hei explained patiently. "I was just taking advantage of the situation and going with the flow."
"Bei Mingyuan is that powerful. If you put a mark on the ghost, wouldn't he have found it?" Bai Qi's anger suddenly dissipated, only to be replaced by a different worry.
Mr. Hei didn't speak, only giving him a knowing look.
Bai Qi was stunned for a moment, then sucked in a sharp breath. "Don't tell me... you didn't use *that* treasure, did you? On such a low-level spirit? That's an outrageous waste! Watch out, or the great Thunder Patriarch himself will strike you down for it."
"It wasn't for Lv Dong," Mr. Hei shrugged. "It was for Bei Mingyuan. For the sake of the Netherworld."
